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Necro Stein -Tell the readers where you reside if you will-

 

Kim Acrylic- Born and raised in Seattle,WA. I love it here. It has something for everyone; beaches, ocean,woods, mountains, city life, even the country.

 

 

 

NS- Who is your biggest influence in the literary world?

 

KA. -That's getting more and more difficult to answer as I get older. I always say the ones that originally got me into writing; Jim Morrison, Cobain, the beats, French poets. As for novelists I adore J.K Rowling's mind, Poppy Z.Brite as well, and Neil Gaiman. But I mostly read indie authors these days. However, I have been really intrigue with lyricists like Brett Anderson from the English bad Suede as of late.

 

NS-Who would you most compare your work to?

 

KA- I never compare my stuff for a few reasons. One being that I never think my stuff is great enough to compare with someone out there who is such a great writer.I think all writers go through that. We are very hard on ourselves.Also, I don't want to be pigeon holed and feel like if I am compared to someone, I have to live up to that. I like my writings to be free form and just me!

 

NS- What do you like to do to to just unwind and have a good time

 

KA- Read a ton! I'm a Netflix junkie- I'm addicted to loads of films and cult TV shows, I am constantly listening to music, and I'm learning to paint abstract which is very exciting and relaxing.Much more physical that the written word.

 

 

NS -To date what is your most compelling tale, whether it be poem or story, and why?

 

KA- I'd have to say it is the beginning rough draft of my memoirs. I most likely will not publish it, but I felt I needed to revisit my childhood and a lot of it is very traumatic.Reliving the pain of who I am and what my life is and was like is probably more compelling than any fiction I could write (laughs)

 

NS - Tell the readers a little bit about how the poems featured came to fruition...for instance how much meaning is behind them?

 

KA - "I succumb" and "the wounded" Are pretty much word play. That being said, I always have a line or two, sometimes just a word that is somehow either metaphorically or bluntly about my Boyfriend, Scott who commit suicide. It's my way of keeping him alive. He made me promise I'd keep writing-ALWAYS, so i throw him in there a little bit in every poem.

 

 

NS- How do you feel about the amount of material out today to read thanks to self promotion?

 

KA - I feel two ways...Extremely happy that really good writers finally have a voice and control over their own stuff. The down side is it has taken away excitement for me. With everyone I know publishing novels, it takes the thrill and impressive-ness away and that can be rough.

 

 

NS- How are a few of your favorite authors

 

 KA- Lady Aslan is great,Kelly O Callan, A.E Murphy,Wally Lamb, Augusten Burroughs, Elizabeth Wurtzel.

 

NS - How did you grow up idolizing

 

KA- Jim Morrison, Courtney Love, the whole Seattle Grunge scene. Jarvis Cocker, and most all of the britpop musicians and lyricists.

 

NS-  What can we expect from miss KIM ACRYLIC in the future?

 

KA- Hmmm... I'm full of surprises!! More poetry for sure!, Possibly another novel, and plenty of collaborations with bands!

 

NS- any favorite horror movies? why?

 

KA-  I like horror films with more than just slasher porn. I love a smart, twist to my horror. A great story line along with the blood and guts. I really like the first Saw, the first Human centipede (Second one had no real story or dialog) OF COURSE the classics like Nightmare On Elmstreet and Halloween. I like very dark and disturbing stuff, but only if the story line is there. I'm just a sucker for jaw dropping twist endings.The film "Feed" is a good one!

 

And there you have it. Be sure to look up the great work from Kim Acrylic by going to her Facebook page

 

KIM ACRYLIC

 

KIM ACRYLIC

"I Succumb"

 

Half alert, listless, and droning you free me.

Pained and poisoned, I become one in your lethargic stare.

Synthetic emotions run wild, like a mythical  beast with a rejected soul.

Fuzzy, dizzy, and euphoric, I swallow you deep inside of my new born melancholy.

Fawning, spinning, and liquefying , making love to my internal creation, you dare me.

I kiss you down my swollen, rigid mouth with the song of my muse sobbing.

Mornings of revelations tickle my sensitive thoughts of broken flowers and the ill.

Victorious and true, i eat your lies with never-ending child-hood innocence.

Elated deceit  morphs into my familiar reflection in fractured mirrors of silence.

Existence teases with expiration dates of past due lovers and unborn babies.

I count your days of substance, before my slumber- like bedtime stories that  threaten not  to rhyme.

You were my fictitious forever, in a land made of plastic passion.

You bent my time like candle-wax kisses on Indian summers that refuse to cease.

Alluring and glamorous, you falter to the sins of superstitious addictions.

The war has begun, your will to be spins like a sugar coated pills choking the junkies of lost worlds.

Tired eyes with pin point pupils, smile with false wishes for their yesterdays.

No more reality tinted Gods for the blind and high;

But will the wind blow, and the snow fall on the day I succumb?

 

"Wounded Existence"

 

 

 

With eyes swollen shut, I see deformed men in fraying suits dancing while morphing into broken Gods.

Ears ringing with loud thoughts that  scream to me my macabre fate with the soundtrack of decayed carnival music.

Deep, infectious insanity blooms on my body, sweat rings my neck as I shake for my recent addiction.

Filth of my wasteland builds grotesque phobias throughout my failing sanity.

The blackness of the night soothes my wounded existence until I dare to dream.

 Forgetting how to breathe, I become one with the limbo of realms.

Madness swells as I gag on the pills of toxic reality.

Food-less is my temple in which I starve the obesity, and binge the anorexic.

Murderous worries drown in past, liquid poisons.

Love life on life support I pull the rusty plug, now I see you!

 

Now we had an opportunity to somewhat pick Kim's brain and see what makes her tick. I hope you enjoyed her poetry and enjoy the interview below.

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